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[May. 5th, 2003|03:22 pm] |
there's a lot of stuff on my mind.
it is such an awful feeling to be dissapointed in someone. i'm finding myself hoping that i'm not a dissapointment to a friend of mine. not just for my sake, but for theirs too.
you know when you have feelings you can't articulate?
yeah.
i don't know. i'm going to go relax and not think.
now there's a novel concept. |
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[Feb. 11th, 2003|07:16 am] |
There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
But there's something about her
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
Possible she wants you too
There is one way to ask her
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Look like the boy too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Ain't that sad?
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad, he gonna miss the girl
Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy you better do it soon
No time will be better
She don't say a word
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Don't be scared
You got the mood prepared
Go on and kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Don't stop now
Don't try to hide it how
You want to kiss the girl
Sha la la la la la
Float along
And listen to the song
The song say kiss the girl
Sha la la la la
The music play
Do what the music say
You got to kiss the girl
You've got to kiss the girl
You wanna kiss the girl
You've gotta kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl |
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[Jan. 3rd, 2003|02:02 pm] |
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blah, nevermind. i'm an idiot. |
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[Dec. 15th, 2002|08:20 pm] |
I had a blackout right now. This is not of the good.
I'm drained completely. Too tired to move but there's a couple more things I have to do.
Tommorrow's Monday, right?
But I've been bleeding well from this old wound
Cleaning it with salt so it will still feel new... |
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[Dec. 4th, 2002|06:31 am] |
Am vomiting and have the worst possible cramps in the world. Never mind my plan of faking sick. The faking is not necessary.
Am an absolute wreck. Debating whether to go to school and do my presentation or let my group handle it.
Staying home. I'm not going to risk collapsing up there.. |
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[Nov. 9th, 2002|08:42 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Jets To Brazil \ Cat Heaven | ] |
I'm envisioning a world where everything is perfect. It'll rain all the time and we'll be drenched without feeling the chill.
For the first time we're sitting in silent company, not for lack of things to say but because there's nothing else that needs to be said.
Everything I saw was everything I'd want and this world had just begun to live. Don't wake me up. I can't wake up from this.
Except it's not a dream. |
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[Oct. 27th, 2002|09:03 am] |
I just want to be something more than the mud in your eyes.
I want to be the clay in your hands. |
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| I love these boys. |
[Oct. 21st, 2002|04:33 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Lucky Boys Confusion \ One To The Right | ] |
Popped this cd in after an age. Damn, they still rock my socks.
Still wandering
Keeping my sanity
But they won't let me dream to live or live to dream
I'm still envisioning I'm singing to herd of thousands
Soul searching for the few things that will make life all right
Pointless persecution, interrogate the hype
Pretending I'm respecting who I secretly fight
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm say tonight
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm going to do with my life
Replacing ideals that would break trust down
I'm the king of apathy don't care to wear your crown
Brain children , the lemming, they suffocate my rise
Standing on hilltops, smiling, watching me breakdown'
Cutting through the fabrics of this physical relationship
The understanding was the part they decided to skip
They have the same eyes but they see things a little differently
Some blind themselves and some open their eyes to the world you see
Went to sleep on a bed of nails
You were so smart covered up your trails
Your mouth is dry and your life is stale
You always have a gun if all else fails
Sex is never just sex again
Why can't a partner just be your friend
Can we converse without a fight
And will it really matter if I spend the night
Not a pre-madonna rock star just being my crazy self always
Then you shun me to the corner cause I choose not to participate
My thoughts are running wild got to let them free emancipate
You thought you had me trapped but there is one more move, checkmate
Spent all my time on popularity and I accept my duality
But I'm growing out of it |
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[Sep. 13th, 2002|03:14 pm] |
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Also, I landed a role in the Odd Couple. :D I am Renae the witty one, and Angela landed the role of the anal one. Heheh. r0x0r. |
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